The cat has saved up more to use at his shore. You humans sure use them far and wide. You take them in stride. A saying here and there, a saying everywhere. So many have come due and here are a few.
No need to aim.
No need to be tame.
Even if you freeze,
You can shoot the breeze.
Would the air take offense?
What if you hit a fence?
Don't go in an air tight room.
Shooting the breeze might bring doom.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
Do you do that as you spin around?
Are you cheap and a con,
Trying to get all the dough before dawn?
A Jack of all trades.
So not just the Jack of spades?
Diamonds, clubs and hearts too?
The queen must be jealous of you.
But what if you aren't named Jack?
Then the saying kinda does lack.
Unless you are just a jack ass,
Then the saying may pass.
Was that crude?
Bah, I'll be rude.
Beats new and improved though.
As things can't be both at ones show.
But that you know.
So I'll continue the flow.
Love is in the air.
Damn, I hope it doesn't get shot at your lair.
Love and shooting the breeze.
Hmm, that just may not please.
Unless you are that diaper wearing fellow.
But blah, his diaper is probably all yellow.
And with that at my sea,
I leave one for thee.
This one you have done at my hall,
Simply, read the writing on the wall.
Wait! What if there is no wall,
Short, wide or tall?
What can you read then?
Go piss up a rope you tell a pen?
Any more fun ones you use? Did I confuse? Do you want me to pound sand? I've already used that in my land. No need for a repeat at my sea. I'm not a Hollywood cat hanging from a remake tree. I am now done with my sass and off I go with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.